DEFENDER'S RAP

• Mic check, I might yet hit you with the right set,
• The lights red, meaning the fight gets real,
• Since I cheat, I might hit you in the eyes with the soil thats red,
• Devious plots, schemers find them foiled instead,
• Lackadaisical MC in linguistics, I kill the game with the brains,
• And maintain like I never lost a cent,
• Cops append these in their devious records,
• Call sign: echo 2, feds trail us small time, but what about them chemtrails?
• My acoustics bust your eardrums, and watch the deer run,
• Clear sums, something about fearsome doctrine,
• Black facts, I rap that, half backed, bitches desiring me to tap that,
• Resonant system, y'all bully hesitant victims,
• Rippin these flows, drunk off pisco, diss though then hit you like Klitschko,
• Drunk in rage, I pump these ways into ya,
• ID expired, smuggling guns across the border,
• DEA got choppers, black dots got your whack block lit up,
• I kit up, serve the dope in three cups, and feign pain,
• Then maintain the unitary, y'all ain't seen God,
• I had all your dreams bought,
• Its like tespiratory failure, these rhymes might choke ya,
• Even the best emcees check to tempt me, or hope ta,
• I sling shots, rocks, twenty glocks and plenty popped,
• Cause targets be gone? when? way before tomorrow,
• No sorrow, I borrow keys and lease them to the devil,
• Anything you got, ill plot to sell, know it, son most cops in hell,
• When these shots entail that grey matter be splattered,
• I pray rather for ballots, your vote, no hope, no difference,
• Deep state? Us creeps hate the government like prostitutes,
• Get your paper jack, thats what Ma said,
• Im half paid, and I aint got the rest comin,
• So tell me?